Bullet The Blue Sky
Lyrics
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain See it driving nails into the souls on the tree of pain From the firefly a red orange glow See the face of fear running scared in the valley belowfull lyrics...
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain See it driving nails into the souls on the tree of pain From the firefly a red orange glow See the face of fear running scared in the valley belowfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentationa subtle use of vocal counterpoint
a subtle use of paired vocal harmony
interweaving vocal harmony
extensive vamping
minor key tonality
electric guitar riffs
an electric guitar solo
electric guitar effects
an emotional male lead vocal performance
slide/pedal steel guitars
political lyrics
heavy instrumental improvisation
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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And I can see those fighter planes Bullet the blue sky In the howling wind comes a stinging rain You turn the key and slowly unlock the door His face red like a rose on a thorn bush Pounding the women and children Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky And he's peeling off those dollar bills See the face of fear running scared in the valley below You plant a demon seed, you raise a flower of fire Through the alleys of a quiet city street Bullet the blue Who run into the arms of America In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum This guy comes up to me See them burning crosses, see the flames higher and higher See it driving nails into the souls on the tree of pain See the rain through the gaping wound As a man breathes into a saxophone Bullet the blue Across the mud huts where the children sleep Bullet the blue And through the walls you hear the city groan Slappin' 'em down, one hundred, two hundred Bullet the blue From the firefly a red orange glow Outside it's America, outside it's America, America Like all the colors of a royal flush Across the field, you see the sky ripped open You take the staircase to the first floor Bullet the blue sky Publisher: POLYGRAM INT. MUSIC PUBL. B.V. Songwriters: Adam Clayton, Dave Evans, Paul Hewson, Larry Jr Mullen And I can see those fighter planes Jacob wrestled the angel, and the angel was overcome


